Dawn was just breaking, and morning dew still clung to the plants in Qing No. 4 Courtyard on Lingxi Peak, but Yang Jing was already up.
Dressed in a clean, black martial arts uniform, he stood tall in the courtyard and began practicing the *Mountain-Breaking Seal* once more.
After taking the Heart Inquiry Pill, the vast reservoir of Martial Dao insights that had settled in his mind pushed his training efficiency over the past few days to an unprecedented level.
The fist intent of the *Mountain-Breaking Seal* became more condensed, and his Punching Techniques grew more fluid. Each punch he threw carried an incomparably ferocious momentum.
The whistling wind from his fists shook all the morning dew loose, and the circulation of his Inner Qi was smoother than ever. He was surprised by how quickly he was progressing.
Just as Yang Jing was immersed in his cultivation, a soft knock sounded at the courtyard gate.
